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Once, the teeming hosts of our kind were perched to take all the world, to claim all that was ours by right. But the dark one who had joined our kind together by force was cast down, and our armies laid low, scattered to the hills.

There we still wait, warring amongst ourselves, none raising the might to bring us together. But all know that this shall not last… We will rise once more.

Repeal all Dynastic Rules, rename Child to Orc, and Oldest Child to Overlord.